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Chapter 6 – A Live-Action Version
(Blake's POV)
"Jesus!" Samantha exclaimed when she saw me standing in front of my wall aquarium.
I have been standing here for a while now, with my arms crossed as I stared blankly at the glass. I got up early today since I couldn't sleep well, did several laps in the swimming pool, got dressed, and still I felt empty.
"Difficult project?" she asks, knowing I am in this kind of behavior whenever I am in my deep thoughts. "What happened to you?" she asks again when I did not answer.
She opened the fridge to get water, then turned to me as she opens the bottle.
"You're early," I said, not facing her, but from the glass I see her leaning on the refrigerator after she closed it, and right now she was looking at me intently.
"I felt guilty leaving you early yesterday," she said, although there was a hint of joke there.
Samantha is a family, my cousin, and my best friend. She has stayed as my personal secretary for a long t
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